Seven Star Island: The Arrogant Red Silk

The cultivators stared, dumbstruck. That yellow escape light brimmed with spiritual energy; clearly, the one inside was a Nascent Soul Realm old monster. Yet such an expert was actually being chased in such a sorry state. A chill ran through everyone's hearts.

Fear showed in their eyes, and they looked shakily toward the red streak behind him. Could it be some powerful Transformation Realm demonic beast?

Aside from a monster like that, the cultivators truly could not imagine what else in this world could force a Nascent Soul Realm expert into such a wretched state!

Riiip...

A sound like brocade being torn apart entered their ears. From within that red streak shot a dazzling, blinding pillar of light, about as thick as the mouth of a bowl, chasing down the yellow startling rainbow with wind-and-lightning speed.

Bang!

Yellow light flashed. The cultivator within that startling rainbow had actually failed to dodge. Though his Body-Protecting Spirit Light was not scattered, the demonic aura around his body quickly dimmed.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, his feet involuntarily shifting back a little farther. The others' faces were just as ugly. A few breaths later, amid a wave of startled cries, that yellow light fell like a meteor to the ground and plunged into the crowd.

The radiance withdrew, revealing the face of an old man.

He had white hair and a white beard, yet his skin was lustrous and pale as jade. Dressed in an apricot-yellow Daoist robe, he looked rather like an immortal sage with the bearing of the Dao.

Yet at this moment, his expression was filled with panic, and the vivid red trace of blood at the corner of his mouth looked all the more glaring.

Although he was in an utterly sorry state, the demonic power emanating from his